Thursday, January 07, 2016


Ugliness finds its way
through a mind split into pieces
shredded by all the wanton desires
naturally destructive.

It pains to see faces 
masked in layers of wickedness
one by one added over the years,
finest act of camouflage
by brutes in human forms.

Bottling the devils in subtlest form,
name all the evilest of emotion
nicely packed and kept
yet man is his label.

Irony of life
amazes me 
as I see the devils
surviving the onslaught
of values divine,
and man is his label
allowed to harangue
stuffing many ears of kind hearts!!

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Sunday, January 03, 2016

Sounds of impermanence

Rustling leaves swaying trees
Blowing wind warming sun
Shining stars beaming moon
Dancing waves witnessing oceans

Light-less nights brightest days
Running streams flowing rivers
Standing hills rising mountains
Chirping birds growling beasts
Burrowing worms slithering snakes
Trumpeting elephants bleating goats
Unseen viruses unseen Bacteria
Fleeting moments skipping heartbeats
Rolling years growing desires
Shrinking physiques wrinkling skin
Comforting pleasure depressing pain
Rolling tears smiling faces
Living man midst the dying ones
Dying man midst the living ones
Battling minds and baffling minds
 Energizing hopes and killing sorrows

Dances on the stage called life
Until final rest it devours all but the spirit...,
Every second the musics I hear
And dances I see

I enjoy the sounds of impermanence
And the visions that keep rolling,

All that remain is but impermanence.

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The pain seeps through the veins
Conquering mind before reaching for the soul.

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